Negating all personal itchings
I melted myself to his conditions
Ministering to his demands
to the ultimates of feasability
Cutting and pruning my ways
to the dance of his desires
to the marry-go-round of his moods
So dissolved I was in him
that nothing was left personified
No ding-a-sich of the philosopher
save an epi-phenomenon
Godly following the foot-sleeps
of the euratic deity
Touching, bowing and caressing
the dust of his charmsof the euratic deity
Touching, bowing and caressing
When chance tumbled the way
the false curtain did sway...!
-KS
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